Keeping the fizzle in the festivities: an ode to Champagne

I read a recent article that I found somewhat disturbing, "Canned beer is the new Champange" and despite the current rather bleak economic outlook, I thought Marlena Dietrich perspective was more aprospos "Champagne makes you feel like it’s Sunday and better days are just around the corner."

A fitting tribute to Champagne was penned by poet Alan Seeger, who died in combat in WWI, who wrote in part (excerpted)...

In the glad revels, in the happy fetes, When cheeks are flushed, and glasses gilt and pearled With the sweet wine of France that concentrates The sunshine and the beauty of the world,

Drink sometimes, you whose footsteps yet may tread The undisturbed, delightful paths of Earth, To those whose blood, in pious duty shed, Hallows the soil where that same wine had birth.

Here, by devoted comrades laid away, Along our lines they slumber where they fell, Beside the crater at the Ferme d'Alger And up the bloody slopes of La Pompelle,

And round the city whose cathedral towers The enemies of Beauty dared profane, And in the mat of multicolored flowers That clothe the sunny chalk-fields of Champagne...

... I love to think that if my blood should be So privileged to sink where his has sunk, I shall not pass from Earth entirely, But when the banquet rings, when healths are drunk,

And faces that the joys of living fill Glow radiant with laughter and good cheer, In beaming cups some spark of me shall still Brim toward the lips that once I held so dear...

... Drink to them -- - amorous of dear Earth as well, They asked no tribute lovelier than this -- - And in the wine that ripened where they fell, Oh, frame your lips as though it were a kiss.

See the full poem, Champagne 1914-15. Read it and be moved... Almost a century later and this incredible liquid still captivates.